We stayed in Newburyport, a little fishing town right on the MA/NH border. We tried to save a little money, so we decided to look on Airbnb. We found a home built in the 1840s, with a pool, down the road from a lake and downtown area. You can check out this Airbnb here.
Every night we walked around, admiring the little shops and craft vendors, since it was coincidentally the Yankee Homecoming Festival. This week-long event started when we arrived; good timing! I'm looking forward to dropping off my film so I can post the photos. Until then, here's some shots from the past 3 days.
This house is the oldest I've ever seen. If you can read the plaque on the house, it says it was built around 1685. There were a few all-black houses, that were both charming and pretty spooky.
On Tuesday, we visited the beautiful Plum Island, a barrier island on the northeast coast of Massachusetts. Driving to and from the island, we noticed lots of large boulders in peculiar places, left over from the last ice age. I don't know how the farmers were able to till the land with these giant, random rocks all over the landscape.
This was my largest pysanky class yet! Twenty five music and art teachers gathered at the retreat, and it was an honor to have such a wonderful group. There was not a single egg fatality; everyone completed at least 1 egg in the 2 1/2 hour session. Even I got to participate in a few of the sessions, including origami, instrument making, and collage.
My next post will be about the cemeteries Daimon and I visited during our trip. We must've stopped at 10 different cemeteries during our travels, and some of the epitaphs will surely impress you. Check back again soon.
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